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			<title>Ive been You...</title>
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			<title>VULNERABLE....</title>
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			<title>DESPERATE</title>
			<description>so yes &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;i know that it has been a long whileand i am no longer &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;able&amp;nbsp;to dwell here in this place ofdenial....&amp;nbsp;I NOW!&amp;nbsp;need to find a wayto deal with this desperate statewhich usuallyresults in me makingsome &amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/609039/</link>
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			<title>Let it go</title>
			<description>and so here we go&amp;nbsp;all over&amp;nbsp;againits the same damn'conversation&amp;nbsp;all over again&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;so we agree we cant e loversso&amp;nbsp;we should&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;try to be freinds?but i dont understand&amp;nbsp;why you cant seem&amp;nbsp;to seetha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/596229/</link>
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			<title>LOST...</title>
			<description>So here I am lost againYESlost I sayAs I am withering and wishing time away....And when did every damn daystart feeling the sameand now the years passing by are starting to blendand everything seem to cant help but to feel the sameas i live the same thing over and over againwhere it startsit drags o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/560100/</link>
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			<title>Antidote</title>
			<description>oh&amp;nbsp;i know this feeling&amp;nbsp;YesI am&amp;nbsp;familiar with this &amp;nbsp;painthis time it might&amp;nbsp;feela bit differentbut in the end&amp;nbsp;its all the sameohi know this emptinessi have dealt&amp;nbsp;with &amp;nbsp;this before&amp;nbsp;itsfrom when you come to realize&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;its all overthere is no lov..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/496171/</link>
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			<title>Better than me...</title>
			<description>And now,this awful,aching,&amp;nbsp;throbbing.this lonely&amp;nbsp;shallowsobbing...And can you beleive me when I say thati hate this awful personi now have becomeand i cant standthese awful thingsthat,i&amp;nbsp;allowed to be &amp;nbsp;doneand nowi cant&amp;nbsp;even stand myselfand Icompletely &amp;nbsp;despisehow i allo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/491733/</link>
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			<title>Done With Love...</title>
			<description>and soI lost all faith in loveand everything&amp;nbsp;that I am dreaming ofand&amp;nbsp;i lost all faith in hopeas i cry and mopeand no longer long&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;to cope...oh&amp;nbsp;i am done with lovei have lived my shareand learnt with love&amp;nbsp;that nothing is fair!&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/489311/</link>
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			<title>Inside this awkward moment...</title>
			<description> - sohere we are&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;now,you and I,as we bothliefully&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; naked&amp;nbsp; side by side&amp;hellip;with nothing left&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; for meto hide ...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And here we&amp;nbsp;are now,in the darkcompletely nude&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/449919/</link>
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			<title>Falling....</title>
			<description>- AndI can&amp;rsquo;t stop thisFeeling&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Spinning&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;completely&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; out of controland all at once,&amp;nbsp;I love itAnd &amp;nbsp;I hate it&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; with no way to escape it.......</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/437546/</link>
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			<title>Have you ever been the one?</title>
			<description>   Have you ever been the one&amp;nbsp;to make a grown man cry?&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;Have you ever been the reason ? &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For&amp;nbsp;the &amp;nbsp;tears&amp;nbsp;To &amp;nbsp;well up in &amp;nbsp;his &amp;nbsp;eyes&amp;nbsp;And&amp;nbsp;then&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;know that because of you&amp;nbsp;Something deep inside h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/424228/</link>
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			<title>Trouble...</title>
			<description>rough draft,,,need to fix,,,</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/390251/</link>
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			<title>Monogomy</title>
			<description>need to fix it up still...maybe a lil cynical but i think too many people are guilty of this foolishness...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/371148/</link>
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			<title>Saving Yourself</title>
			<description>still working on this...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/356402/</link>
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			<title>Time to go...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I remember the scene,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;so vividly,the Tearsstreamingslowlydown my cheeksthe look on your facethe way your lips movedas you began to speakthese wordsand howthey cameflowing freelyout from your mouthand they would soon explain, &amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/340707/</link>
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			<title>GUILT</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It was just one night,just this one timeand then I thoughtit would be out of sight, and out of mind,my god,i barely even knew his nameI never thought it wouldhaunt meAnd taunt meand&amp;nbsp;stir up &amp;nbsp;such pain...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It just feltso damn goodfor that momentto..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/323927/</link>
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			<title>Heading Home....</title>
			<description>heading home...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/323236/</link>
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			<title>your word....</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The words that you speakwhen we first meetwereFull of sincerityand sugary sweet&amp;nbsp;And you did your very bestto make me believeAll these &amp;nbsp;embellished fabricationsyou would constantly conceive&amp;nbsp;but what would come to be?fromall thos..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/306971/</link>
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			<title>Reminders...</title>
			<description>Reminders of you, everywhereOne more token to showThat you no longer carePieces of youThat you left behindThey keep bringing me backto a happier timeand make it even harder for meto get you off of my mind&amp;nbsp;Pictures of us, all over my placeAre making it hard for me, to for..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/305899/</link>
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			<title>Weeping Willow</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Come lay uponmy tear stained pillowand become with methis weeping willowas I take refugeand comfortin her weeping branchesI ask herif life, might be so kind&amp;nbsp;to grant second chancesso I no longer have tohide inside&amp;nbsp;her sweeping branches...&amp;nbsp;and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/303062/</link>
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			<title>Walls</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- I hideinside my safety boxAnd endure this much neededlife detox&amp;nbsp;And I hide behindThese &amp;nbsp;mountains I builtAs I bathe in my ownpathetic guiltThe guilt from always beingso blind and naiveThe guilt from alwaysLetting myselfToo easily- believe&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/302543/</link>
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			<title>A little bit better...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- soI woke up today,and I gladly can saythat I am finally feelinga little bit better- a little more like myselfever since you went away&amp;nbsp;I finally decidedit was time for meto climb up out of this messand try to find a wayto make this all hu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/301052/</link>
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			<title>Who are you?</title>
			<description>to judge me?andWho are you!to thinkthatyou are above me ?&amp;nbsp;how can you thinkthat you are better than meor anyone else?I think you shouldseriously questionyour own mental health!andRanting and ravingyou continue to preach!And who exactly is it?that you ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/299471/</link>
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			<title>In my memory.....</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Love with an expiration date,Right from the start ,we knew our doomed fate.&amp;nbsp;and so we started this off,with limited timeand I rightfully knewthat right from the start,you were never &amp;quot;truly&amp;quot;mine...&amp;nbsp;and sometim..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/297582/</link>
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			<title>Happiness...</title>
			<description>sometimesall i crave is the lonliessthat i used to alwaysdreadand sometimes i wonderif the onlytruly happy peopleare the onesalreadygone and dead.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;sometimes scilenceis the only thingthat seems tocomfortall my silly fearsand the only wayto wash away th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/286192/</link>
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			<title>Used</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;pleasedon&amp;rsquo;t let my sweetdemure presenceconfound or confuse youplease&amp;nbsp;don&amp;rsquo;t let my na&amp;iuml;ve innocenceperplex or fool youanddon't let this shy simple smilebewilder or amuse youfor i have only cometo exploit and use you...&amp;nbsp;as you have no idea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/262547/</link>
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			<title>forgive me</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;Baby,I'm sorry- so sorry,for what I've done wrongAnd I hope you knowThat to my heartYou will forever belongAnd I would do anythingto fix this messEndless apologiesI would forever confessI would do anythingto mend all these piecesFind t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/262136/</link>
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			<title>Love gone wrong</title>
			<description>I am so sick of loveand broken heartsThese lover quarrelsAnd hopeless fightsHurtful wordsand sleepless nights&amp;nbsp;Im so sick of being left emptyAnd wanting morePointless argumentsand slamming doors!When did love become such a chore?&amp;nbsp;And when did our lovecurdle ove..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/259833/</link>
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			<title>Never Forget</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will never forgetNor regretThese moments in lifeThat leaves us dripping wetWith these emotionsthat rouse upour soulsFill us up&amp;nbsp;and make us whole.&amp;nbsp;- Moments&amp;nbsp;that will forever mean so muchThose from which my soul&amp;nbsp;w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/259455/</link>
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			<title>HER?!</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Oh I can tell, she&amp;rsquo;s still on your mindShowing up&amp;nbsp;from time to time...Her sweet memory&amp;nbsp;still not dead...as she continuesto &amp;nbsp;haunt&amp;nbsp;most&amp;nbsp;your&amp;nbsp;thoughtsthat run mad&amp;nbsp;inside&amp;nbsp;your head,And so&amp;nbsp;tell me please this,does she join us tonight ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/259011/</link>
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			<title>Nothing</title>
			<description>And...I can slowly feel it creeping in and I dread this feelingdeep withinthis stagnant, &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;heavy, feeling deep insidefrom which it seemsimpossible to hide.And it slowly consumes&amp;nbsp;me, Like a boa constrictorSwallowing her preyIt is the dark rain cloudThat&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/257858/</link>
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			<title>Pathetic</title>
			<description>I wait for youon the cornerpatientlyjust like I do every dayI spent over an hourfixing my hair and make uphoping that today will be the day you finally accept meI have not eaten all week in hopes thatmaybe now I will finally be good enough for youbut i never am &amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/257813/</link>
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			<title>The WRATH of Love</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Oh-I know all too wellabout the wrath of loveand everythingthat she is capable of&amp;nbsp;she is brutal and ruthlessand cunning and coyand she will treat your heartlike her own&amp;nbsp;silly little&amp;nbsp;toy&amp;nbsp;she is a tyrant!a dictator!with a crushing ruleand out of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/257771/</link>
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			<title>Again</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I lay my head,&amp;nbsp;Against your chest,&amp;nbsp;And feel it rise and fall&amp;nbsp;I bury myself&amp;nbsp;In side your arms,&amp;nbsp;And indulge myself,&amp;nbsp;with your familiar scent.&amp;nbsp;There is no other place,&amp;nbsp;In this whole wide world,&amp;nbsp;That I would rather be.&amp;nbsp;You tickl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/229455/</link>
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			<title>Demon Inside</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;She has the hatred,&amp;nbsp;of an over looming,&amp;nbsp;Self-consuming,&amp;nbsp;grudge...&amp;nbsp;The envy of-&amp;nbsp;A Petty,&amp;nbsp;insecure girl...&amp;nbsp;she has&amp;nbsp;The deceit&amp;nbsp;of a betrayed&amp;nbsp;unforgiving&amp;nbsp;lover&amp;nbsp;And she is someone&amp;nbsp;I wish&amp;nbsp;I never&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/229453/</link>
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			<title>Moving On....</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;OH-&amp;nbsp;I long to feel,&amp;nbsp;The warmth again,&amp;nbsp;Of the sun on my face,&amp;nbsp;The wind in my hair and,&amp;nbsp;that salt water taste.&amp;nbsp;The freedom I felt,&amp;nbsp;And the passion I knew,&amp;nbsp;And Everything I had,&amp;nbsp;When I had you.&amp;nbsp;I want to go back,&amp;nbsp;to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/229447/</link>
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			<title>Pretty</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I look in the mirror and stare..&amp;nbsp;at the girl staring back&amp;nbsp;And I stare and I stare&amp;nbsp;At her mousy brown hair,&amp;nbsp;Her average body,&amp;nbsp;average face,&amp;nbsp;I look at what I see,&amp;nbsp;And I know that what I see&amp;nbsp;Can never be called pretty.&amp;nbsp;So go on girl..</description>
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			<title>dissapointments</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;And yeshere we go againthere does not&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;seem to be an end&amp;nbsp;one more hurt to add to my collectionone more painfrom which there is no protection&amp;nbsp;these dissapointments that i know so wellone more sad story for me to tellthey are making it&amp;nbsp;a little bi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/229378/</link>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;miss you when I smile, I miss u when I cry,&amp;nbsp;I think that I shall miss you, until the day I die.&amp;nbsp;I miss your sweet kisses,&amp;nbsp;And the warmth you made me feel,&amp;nbsp;I miss how u made my happiness, always feel so real.&amp;nbsp;I miss you when im lonely, a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skalicky12/60314/</link>
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